Chapter 1
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"Look," Carly said as Sam and Freddie stood on the staircase, out of their best friend's gaze as she talked to Spencer and Jenna. "I think you guys are taking this connection you have, and trying to force it into a boyfriend girlfriend relationship. I mean, doesn't it feel a little bizarre and unnatural?"
Sam looked down at her feet, and Freddie awkwardly played with the end of his shirt as Spencer and Jenna said something to Carly.
"Don't feel bad," they heard Carly said again, both focusing their attention back to her.
"Just be friends or something. But stop trying to pretending you can be boyfriend and girlfriend when you both know it's just weird and wrong."
Sam felt as if those words cut into her stomach, even though they hadn't been directed at her, and she tore her attention away from Carly, and headed back upstairs. She heard Freddie's footsteps behind her.
Was Carly right? Were her and Freddie really no different from Jenna and Spencer? Were they trying to force a romantic relationship where it had no business being?
She headed over to the elevator, planning on taking it down to the lobby.
"Hey," Freddie said gently, putting a hand on her shoulder. "Wait, Sam. Let's-Let's talk."
"I should get going," Sam mumbled, stepping into the elevator as the metal door slid open.
"No, let's talk," Freddie said firmly, stepping into the elevator with her. "Carly wasn't talking about us."
"She might as well have been," Sam sighed. "I mean look at us! We're totally incompatible. You're this play-it-safe nub who's all good and doesn't have a prison record, and I'm this crazy chick who likes explosions and violence."
"We're different," Freddie said.
"Maybe too different," Sam said sadly. She let out a soft sigh. "Maybe-Maybe kissing you at the lock-in that night was a mistake. It probably put you under a lot of pressure, and made you feel forced into liking me."
"Well…" Freddie said slowly. "Do you regret kissing me at the lock-in?"
Sam gave him a small smile. "Not entirely I guess…"
"Then I don't regret kissing you back at the mental hospital, live on the web," Freddie told her. "You didn't force me into any relationship, Sam. We've been going out this past month because we both wanted to."
"Yeah," Sam said. "But still…maybe-maybe a month's all that we were meant for."
"Sam, just because Carly-"
"But she was right!" Sam exclaimed. "Us going out…its just been chaos! Gibby wound up in the hospital, we missed an entire week of iCarly, your mom almost had a heart attack, Spencer freaks out whenever he walks into a room when we're making out."
Freddie nodded slowly. "Yeah…I guess it has been kind of rough on everyone else, trying to get used to, you know, us."
"Maybe," Sam said shakily, looking down at the floor. "Maybe we should take a break then. Until we figure out how to act more like a typical couple."
Freddie frowned. "You want to break up?"
"It just-It just seems like it would be the easiest thing to do," Sam mumbled. "For everyone."
Freddie took a deep breath. "But…is that what you want?"
"No," Sam said softly. She looked up at him. "Is that what you want?"
"Us dating, making that transition from friends to boyfriend and girlfriend, may not have been the easiest, but…I don't regret it," he said. "And I think that you and I…we're good together. Maybe not for everyone else, but for us."
Sam grinned at him. "Really?"
Freddie nodded. "Really."
"Well then…what do we do?" Sam asked. "Do we stay together and keep stressing everyone out with our dysfunctionalness? Or do we break up and make things easier for everyone?"
"I don't know," Freddie sighed, sliding down against the metal wall of the elevator. "Being you is probably one of the best things that has ever happened to me-"
A small blush crept onto Sam's face, but she said nothing.
"-But at the same time…I don't want our relationship to burden everyone else."
"Exactly," Sam nodded. Just then, though, an idea came to her.
"Hey," she said slowly, smiling. "What if we could somehow do both?"
"It's sort of impossible to break up and stay together, Sam," Freddie chuckled. "I mean, they're contradicting ideas."
"I know," Sam said quickly. "But…what if we stayed together, but told everyone else that we broke up, and didn't act like a couple around them anymore!"
"So you want to lie to them?"
"How intuitive," Sam said, rolling her eyes. "But come on! Don't you think that's perfect? We get to stay together, but everyone else will go back to normal because they think we're not together. Everyone wins!"
"Well, yeah, I guess," Freddie said slowly. "But I still don't know…it's a lot of deceiving."
"We'll tell them eventually," Sam assured him. "This will just buy us sometime to get a hang of the whole couple thing, so that when we do tell them, we won't be the same destructive couple we are now. We'll be a wiser, more mature couple."
"Huh…" Freddie said thoughtfully. "That does make a lot of sense."
"So you on board?" Sam asked.
"You know what? I think I am," Freddie grinned. He leaned down and kissed her. "I love you," he whispered when they pulled apart.
Sam's cheeks reddened as those words sunk in. "I love you too," she said back.
